The Dallas daily herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1873-1887, 1887-05-02

seated at her window sewing, and Mrs
Miller called to her:
"Say, Fanny, does your sister Col,
know that old Mrs. Cole OF Barnvillo'i
dead?"
Dead? Good gracious you dor"
say so?" said Miss Bates dropping hel
work and leaning out OF the window
"Do come in and tell"
"Well, can't conveniently stop jest
now, as it's time - be putting on din
ner, and Hirams so particular. But
Nv Jest this mint heerd from Mrs.
Brown that the old lady was a-dyine
yesterday, when Mrs. Stebbins left
Barnville and OF course, the iunera'
will be tomorrow. Wonder IT your
sister Cole will 60"
81 don't know as she's heard of it,
Miss Fanny Bates answered, in some
excitement. "But I'll 20 right around
and see. Wenever heard she was sick,
or Jane would have gone up to see
her, though commonly there amt
much visiting between EN-"
Mrs. John Cole was busy making
apple dumplings when her sister
rushed into the kitchen.
"Jane-.h, myl Pm most out Of
breath. Have you heard of old Mrs
Coles death in Barnville2"
Mrs. John dropped the dumping
which she was just rounding sym
metrically in the palm OF her hands.
Good gracious, Fanny you've Civ
en- me turn. When did she diei
and how did you hear it?"
"She was dying when Mrs. Stebbins
left Barnville yesterday, and Mrs.
Miller says the funeral will be to-mor'
row."
"And they never sent me word Of
the messagel Well that beats! But
then we ought to make allowance fol-
folks, when there's a death in the fam
lily, and so much grief and trouble; and
such lot of things to attend to. BE.
sides it mightnt be convenient to get
q horse and boy to come fifteen miles
to let us know; so all the same, we'll
90 to the funeral. 'Twoudn't look
friendly, nor like kin, not to do So
and you can 90 along with us, Fanny,
being Johns sister-in-law. They'd
take it kindly of you"
"And there's Mrs. Hill" said Fan.
ny. "She's some sort O. kin to the
Coles on the old mans side Maybe
she and her daughter would like togo,
as they've got n carryall OF their own.
I'll Just run round and let her know"
Mrs. John returned to her dump
lings, with o deep sigh.
at does seem heartless and unfeel'
ing to be making apple-dumpllngs ior
dinner and ones husbands kin lying
dead in her coffin" she remarked to
half.grown daughter. Lucky, there's
that cake we make for Sunday meet
ing. I'll take 1t with me, for there'll be
sight OF folks from n distance come
to the funeral, and some OF 'em will
have to stay TO dinner. And you car
get good basket of grapes out OF the
garden, Lizzie. They're early and
won't come in amiss."
"And we must have plenty OF white
flowers, you know, ma" said Lizzie
IN lively excitement and authorizations
"and III wear black sash with my
white dress, like Judge Martins daugh'
tiers at old Miss Martins funeral. "
"We'll all wear our black dresses,
said Mrs. Cole. at looks more re
spectful-like, and I'm told it's the
fashion at funerals even where there's
no kim"
So, next morning, bright and early,
two vehicles were seen to leave the
little village, closely crowded with
black robed figures, most OF whom
carried wreathes and punches OF white
flowers.
In this part of the country it was
the custom to have all "buryings" at
precisely one o'clock, so theparty had
no fear of being too late for the tuner
al.
Mr.. John Cole drove his own wagon,
and Mrs. Hill hers, containing her
daughter and a couple OF neighbors,
who, having a slight acquaintance with
the Barnville Coles, considered it but
friendly and respectful to the family
to attend the funeral.
They went at brisk rate until they
approached Barnvile, whose prin'
cipal street they entered at q proper
and becoming funeral pace.
at does seem to me as II sort o
shadder hangs over the place to-day, "
Mrs. Hill observed, as she looked
from under her spectacles at the peo.
pie passing. Poor old lady her
death will be felt, for a better woman
never lived"
Look there's the house, with the
parlor-windows shet, and | declare,
little Jenny Cole carrying in cheers!"
"And just see that pile OF old ivy
rubbish at the foot OF the back steps,
They've been fixing up the parlor with
earrings on the walls" said another.
"And yonder's the minister across